In the new world, the emerald principality, Zhenyun heavenly palace, three black iron thrones are hanging high. Sigger, Morrel and Sean gather here, but Sean doesn''t come back, just an idea.


    "The extraordinary essence has completely dissipated, and there is nothing left. If there is no accident, the king of wind disaster should be resurrected in a corner of the world."


    Sitting on the throne and carefully looking at the broken wind language blade in his hand, Morrel came to this conclusion.


    Neither sigger nor Sean was surprised to hear this.


    "My Lord, the man behind the sword of Damocles this time is aimed at the blade of wind language. I suspect he probably wants to save the king of wind disaster from the seal."


    Looking at Sean sitting on the throne in silence, sigger''s old face had a rare dignity.


    Hearing this, Sean closed his eyes and opened his eyes. The next moment, the broken wind language blade fell into Sean''s hands.


    Hum, time and space are distorted, and the river of destiny comes from nothingness. Based on the wind blade, Sean begins to calculate all kinds of possibilities.


    Seeing such a scene, the divine tree of cause and effect is manifested behind. Strands of cause and effect are woven in sigger''s hands. Combined with their strength, they take the past time point as the foothold to avoid the broken line of the wind blade. After calculation, they break the fog. Sean and sigger see another possibility in the future.


    The shadow of ten demons filled the world, and the terrible divine power bloomed wantonly, which had a great tendency to destroy the whole emerald principality. In order to avoid the destruction of the country, the strong on the side of the emerald principality was forced to start a war with the ten tail demons, and sigger, who was in the kingdom of God, had to come with the wind language blade.


    The picture dissipated, allowing the wind language blade in his hand to wither into ash, and a dark light flashed through Sean''s blue pupils.


    "From the results of the push show, the other king of natural disasters paid more attention to the king of wind disaster than we expected. In order to save the king of wind disaster, they even took the risk of disturbing the gods to force their hand, which may hide something we don''t know."


    A deep voice sounded, and there was a trace of doubt in Sean''s words.


    "If so, the one who wants to save the king of wind disaster should be the king of other natural disasters, but the sword of Damocles is an artifact of the ancient Sun God. From the previous performance, he should have the power left by the ancient Sun God, or even one of the backhands left by the Sun God. Under such circumstances, it should not be easily mastered by the king of natural disasters?"


    His eyes swept over Sean and sigger, and Morrel spoke. The king of natural disaster is essentially different from the gods. Moreover, the sword of Damocles is still an eighth order artifact, and should not be easily mastered by such a strange creature as the king of natural disaster. After all, although the king of natural disaster does not die, it is only seventh order after all.


    Hearing this, Sean turned his eyes to sigger.


    "Siguel, can you still capture the existence of the king of wind disaster now?"


    Hearing the speech, siguel shook his head.


    "I can''t feel it. With my current control over cause and effect, once a person dies, cause and effect will dissipate naturally. The king of wind disaster is dead after all. The cause and effect I entangled in him has disappeared in this process."


    There is a trace of helplessness in the discourse. When sigger spoke, people died and debt disappeared, and so did cause and effect. Of course, from a deeper level, some cause and effect can not be erased by reincarnation, but sigger''s own ability can not reach such a point.


    Sean looked the same at this.


    "Other kings of natural disasters?"


    "I once found the traces left by several kings of natural disasters and tried to trace them back, but I found nothing, as if they had disappeared from the world."


    Whispered, sigger frowned. He had done similar things before. At that time, although he could not accurately capture the traces of the king of natural disasters, he could always determine their existence, which was not completely blank as it is now.


    Hearing this, a sharp light flashed through Sean''s blue pupils.


    "It seems that someone has covered up the traces for them. Not many people can do this in today''s liberal world."


    Whispering softly, leaning against the throne, Sean''s eyes drifted away.


    When they heard this, sigger and Morrel were also thoughtful.


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    Old world, Kingdom of Sirte, karpas.


    In the palace, Amir, the queen of Sirte, sat on the luxurious throne in the simplest white gauze skirt. Instead of the majesty of the past, there was an invisible mystery.


    The hall was empty. Only the great wizard Ross tudan, who was wearing a silver gray robe, stood there quietly, drooping his eyes and dared not look directly at Amir.


    "It''s inconvenient for me to show up in the next period of time. It''s up to you to reform the Kingdom and join the imperial alliance."


    The soft voice of words rang out and echoed in the hall. Looking at Ross tudan, Amir opened his mouth.


    "Your Majesty, please rest assured that our control over the Kingdom has touched all aspects over the years. Although there will be some twists and turns in the restructuring of the Kingdom and joining the Royal alliance, there will be no big problems."


    With a loud voice, Ross tudan gave his guarantee.


    Hearing this, Amir''s face showed a gentle smile.


    "You''ve worked so hard, teacher."


    Upon hearing the speech, Ross tudan''s look suddenly changed.


    "Your Majesty, now that you have returned, please don''t call me a teacher. I can''t afford it."


    In words, Ross tudan bowed to Amir and performed a student to teacher etiquette.


    "Mr. Ross, although I was your teacher in the last life, you are my teacher in this life. You don''t have to."


    Understand Ross tudan''s concerns, Amir spoke.


    Upon hearing this, Ross tudan remained indifferent and still maintained his previous salute posture.


    Silent and silent, Amir sighed softly when he saw such a scene. He reincarnated many times. Sometimes he was confused for a lifetime, and sometimes he woke up. In this process, he wanted to touch fate more than once, but each time he got enlightenment was ten dead and no life, so he dormant, focused on preparing for the future and waited for the opportunity, Ross tudan is not only a student he accepted in his last life, but also a pawn he left behind.


    "In that case, I won''t call you a teacher in the future."


    Looking at Ross tudan, Amir didn''t insist anymore.


    When the voice fell, his heart was somewhat depressed, and Amir disappeared. He always thought that although he was once the goddess of destiny, he was now Amir banthain. Unfortunately, with the awakening of his real memory, many things inevitably changed.